Girl, Don’t Raise A Death Flag

A day after Thirteen's battle with the Majin King…

"How did you clear the mission?"

That was the first question Diana asked the moment he saw Thirteen and his group, who had stayed behind to deal with the Majin King.

"The Majin King was strong, but it took an arrow in the knee..." Thirteen wasn't able to finish what he was going to say next because Diana raised her hand to stop him. 

"Zion, snakes don't have knees," Diana stated.

"Oh, dear—did I say knee? I meant neck."

"Zion…"

Diana couldn't help but facepalm because the teenage boy was clearly messing with her.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Thirteen said in a serious tone. "I fought a Majin King and beat it to death with a stick. He got us in the first round, but the comeback is real."

The young lady pinched the bridge of her nose before shaking her head helplessly.

"Hah… nevermind. It was a mistake asking you."